Okay then.

Don leaned in and sucked her other nipple into his mouth, her responding moan to that action only hardening his c.o.c.k to an epically painful level he hadnt felt since he was a teenager.

He reached between her legs with one finger, sucking a little harder on her nipple when she spread her legs more for him, rewarding her with tracing his finger over the tip of her swollen c.l.i.t before easily sliding it inside her wet p.u.s.s.y.

He suspected too much would make her blow, and if she was going to blow, he wanted their c.o.c.ks inside her when she did.

If she really was theirs now, and wanted to be theirs, they were going to break her in right, by G.o.d, and make sure"unlike her ex"that she had absolutely no reason to go anywhere else.

He released her nipple and stood nose-to-nose with her, his lips almost on hers, his finger still inside her p.u.s.s.y. A good girl likes it when her Sirs f.u.c.k her, doesnt she?

Yes, Sir.

Tell us what you want, then.

Her gaze never left his. I want to be your good girl. Both of you. I want to belong to you both. I want to feel both your c.o.c.ks inside me.

Theyd discussed this as a possibility when theyd talked limits once, but hadnt gotten into it specifically because, h.e.l.l, at that time, they werent even having s.e.x.

Then well need to get a b.u.t.t plug worked into our girls sweet, virgin a.s.s before that can happen. And youll be sucking our c.o.c.ks, keeping them hard, while your a.s.s gets used to it.

Yes, Sir.

Don leaned his head back, pulling in the reins. If theres anything you dont want to happen, you say red, just like at the club. Anything. Whether s.e.x or play.

I know, Sir.

f.u.c.k. It didnt help that every time she said Sir, it made his c.o.c.k throb.

Then you need to say it so we know you mean it and arent just caught up in this.

I want to go to sleep tonight after you two have f.u.c.ked every hole I have and made me come harder than I ever have in my life. And if that means I swallow a few loads from both of you, even better.

Holyfuuuck Carl released her other nipple. Then I suggest we move this to a bedroom before I come in my swim trunks right here and make that a moot point.

Don pulled his finger from her p.u.s.s.y and her lips opened as he touched it to them. She sucked his finger into her mouth and started swirling her tongue around it in a way that nearly made him come.

How long has it been since you gave a b.l.o.w. .j.o.b, baby? he hoa.r.s.ely asked.

She released his finger. Too d.a.m.n long. FYI, I love giving head.

Carl stood and climbed out of the hot tub. Thank G.o.d your ex is the dumbest f.u.c.king man on the face of the planet. He swatted her on the a.s.s. Middle of Dons bed. Right now. Grab a couple of towels on your way there. Be waiting on your hands and knees.

She ran to do it.

Carl and Don watched her go. Carl turned to him and dropped his voice. This going to be okay?

Don nodded. Yeah.

You sure? Because I dont want to f.u.c.k up my friendship with you over this.

She wants both of us, then Im willing to share her if you are. As long as we can both get alone time with her every so often.

They stared at each other for a moment.

This could be for life, Carl said.

Don nodded. I know. Thats what Im hoping.

Okay, Carl said, clapping him on the shoulder. Then lets go f.u.c.k our sweet subbies brains out and check some stuff off of her s.e.xual bucket list and ours.

Mel was trembling with need by the time the men joined her in the bedroom. As ordered, she was waiting on her hands and knees on the bed.

She heard them getting things ready, and, in a couple of minutes, felt the mattress dip behind her.

A gloved hand touched her a.s.s. Don. Well go slow. If it hurts, you say so immediately, understand?

Yes, Sir.

She heard the snick of a lube container being opened, and then felt his finger begin to rub some of the cool goo against her virgin rim.

This was really going to happen!

Carl climbed onto the bed next to her and buckled a leather collar around her neck. When were playing you wear a collar so you remember whose good girl you are. He grabbed her by the chin and made her look up into his green gaze. Tell us who you belong to.

I belong to my Sirs, Don and Carl.

He leaned in and kissed her, hard, deep, his tongue exploring, sucking on her lower lip before letting her go. Good girl. Forehead on the bed, keep your pretty a.s.s in the air.

She did, closing her eyes.

Carl was doing something else, because she felt the bed move. Then he reached under her, found her right breast, and started playing with it. His fingers tormented, teased, drawing her nipple into a tight, aching peak.

And thenshe felt the bite of a nipple clamp being attached.

She let out a cry.

Thats our gooood girl, Don cooed. Such a good girl.

Shed thought about safewording, but something about his tone of voice drove it back, hard. Already, the ache was receding, even as her c.l.i.t throbbed.

Hey, look at that, Carl said. Then a hand reached between her p.u.s.s.y lips and swiped down her p.u.s.s.y. Shes literally dripping wet. I think thats a first for her with us.

Fingers pressed against her lips and she sucked on them, tasting herself, a blissful haze settling in over her thoughts.

Thats because shes our good girl and wants us to take care of her the right way, Don said in full-on Dom tone. Good girls always get wet for their Sirs. Just wait until she starts getting wet from us making her kneel for us when we get home.

She softly moaned at that mental image, of awaiting them in the hallway, naked, kneeling, mouth open and ready to suck their c.o.c.ks.

She likes that idea, Carl said. He pulled the fingers from her mouth. Then he started playing with her left nipple. Despite knowing what was coming, she couldnt help but try to rock her hips against Dons finger now gently pressing for entrance against her rim.

Good girl, Don told her. Good girls are always eager for their Sirs to get their a.s.ses ready for f.u.c.king.

Then Carl clipped the nipple clamp to her left nipple and she gasped. At the same time, Don slid the finger inside her a.s.s, holding it still and giving her time to adjust.

She heard a hum start. Before she could even think about that, Carl pressed the vibrator against her swollen c.l.i.t and it felt like the world exploded around her. Her o.r.g.a.s.m pulled a howling moan of pleasure from her that had both men praising her. Somewhere around that time, Carl added even more lube and was now actively f.u.c.king her a.s.s with his finger while she was humping herself back and forth between his hand and the vibrator.

Carls other hand settled in her hair, fisting it, holding her in place. Thats it, sweetheart, he told her. You let it feel good. Were going to show you what a good girl you are and keep you well f.u.c.ked, just like you asked.

Had she thought this might be a temporary, one-off thing?

f.u.c.k that noise. She wanted this. She wanted them. The thought of having them both, like this, whenever she wanted, turned any reservations she might have had into melted b.u.t.ter.

Don worked up to f.u.c.king her a.s.s with two fingers, then three, as Carl used the vibrator on her and lightly flicked at the nipple clamps.

After a little while, the hand in her a.s.s disappeared, leaving her moaning.

Hold on, baby, Don said. Im getting there. He pressed something against her a.s.shole. Breathe through this, because it might be bigger than youre expecting.

He started slowly f.u.c.king her a.s.s with it, gaining a little more ground with each press, the b.u.t.t plug widening, pressing, stretching her, just until she thought she wasnt going to be able to take it and have to safeword, when the widest point pa.s.sed through and her body sucked it all the way in.

Good girl! both men said.

The vibrator shut off, leaving her gasping, shuddering as the last waves still rolled through her. With every flutter of her p.u.s.s.y, her a.s.s clamped down on the b.u.t.t plug, too.

Carl made her sit up, on her knees, made slightly uncomfortable by the large toy embedded in her a.s.s. He removed the right nipple clamp, immediately sucking her nipple into his mouth as she cried out at the stinging pain of blood rushing back into it. Ditto the left.

Apparently shed missed Don going into the bathroom, because he returned. Ooh, good, while shes up. He grabbed something, and she realized it was the leather wrist cuffs. He buckled them around her wrists, pulling them behind her and clipping her wrists together.

That left her helpless, her b.r.e.a.s.t.s now sticking out in front of her as the position forced her chest out.

Don and Carl knelt in front of her, once again sucking on her nipples, the men taking turns reaching between her spread legs and playing with her p.u.s.s.y, working her up again, finger-f.u.c.king her, making her suck her juices off their fingers.

Carl grabbed her chin. The next time you get to come again, he said, is when both our c.o.c.ks are f.u.c.king you. One in your p.u.s.s.y, one in your a.s.s. So youre going to spend a little time on your knees with that b.u.t.t plug up your a.s.s.

He grinned. And I want to see the rest of the Monday Night Football game. So were going out into the living room. Youre going to give us both b.l.o.w. .j.o.bs, swallow a load of c.u.m from each of us, and then get us hard again so that after the games over, well be ready to f.u.c.k you.

Oh, skills check while you do, to keep your interest up, Don said, holding up a vibrating d.i.l.d.o. We dont have a Sybian, lucky for you. But were going to make do.

They grabbed her by the arms and carefully helped her up and off the bed and out to the living room. Don spread out two towels on the couch for them. Now she could get a good look at their c.o.c.ks and she saw why a b.u.t.t plug was necessary.

They were both hung, at least eight inches.

Shed be feeling this f.u.c.king in the morning, thank G.o.d.

Don rolled several beach towels together to make a large roll. After tossing a seat cushion from one of the living room chairs onto the floor in front of the couch, he covered that with another towel and then positioned the towel roll on it.

They lowered her to her knees, straddling the roll of towels, and then Mel grokked the plan. Don turned the d.i.l.d.o on, set to low, and carefully worked it into her p.u.s.s.y, making her moan as he slowly f.u.c.ked it into her.

Thats it, Carl said. Make as much noise as you want, because pretty soon well have our c.o.c.ks in your mouth to keep you quiet.

The roll of towels kept the d.i.l.d.o firmly wedged inside her. She could almost f.u.c.k herself on it, but not enough to get her off again. Not without the use of her hands.

Carl sat in front of her first, legs spread. He gathered her hair behind her head in one hand and had the base of his c.o.c.k fisted in the other. Okay, baby. Lets do this. Show us what a good girl you are.

She opened wide and didnt need him to ask twice. His moan of pleasure felt like it reverberated through her entire body as she took as much of his shaft into her mouth as she could.

Don stroked her back as she bobbed her head up and down on Carls c.o.c.k. Just wait until we have her properly trained. One of us can be f.u.c.king her a.s.s or p.u.s.s.y like this while she goes down on the other one.

That moan was from her, m.u.f.fled by Carls c.o.c.k.

She likes that idea, Carl gasped.

Dons hand drifted down her body, settling on the base of the b.u.t.t plug, where he started rhythmically pressing on it. Of course she does. Shes been neglected for too d.a.m.n long. Shes a good girl who just needed the right men to show her how good she is, men who can appreciate what a good girl she is.

Another whine escaped her.

They got it.

They really got it. This wasnt just bulls.h.i.t for a scene.

They understood her.

Neglected is exactly how shed felt. Even before right now, shed had more of an emotional connection with these two as platonic roomies than shed had with her own d.a.m.n husband in several years.

How sad was that?

She wouldnt let thoughts like that ruin tonight, though. Right now, all she wanted to do was suck their c.o.c.ks, make them come, and enjoy every bit of pleasure they were giving her.

Carl cradled her head in both hands, in control, f.u.c.king her mouth more than she was actually servicing him.

f.u.c.k, baby, he gasped. You feel so f.u.c.king good.

Don nibbled on the sh.e.l.l of her ear, his hand still pressing on the b.u.t.t plug. I rubbed one out in the shower this morning, he whispered. I was thinking about how beautiful youd look sucking our c.o.c.ks, and its nice to know the reality is even better. So Im going to be able to last a while. Im going to have you kneeling here and holding my c.o.c.k in your mouth, just keeping me hard for a little while, before I finally let you swallow my load. Just remember, were in control, baby. Youre our good girl. I heard you in there using your vibrator last night after we sent you to bed. You dont get to do that anymore without permission. You want to come? You have to ask us for it.

f.u.c.k! Carl pushed deep into her throat, and his steady stream of pre-c.u.m turned into a gush of hot juices over her tongue. She swallowed, trying to keep up, her mind spinning in a blissful haze of every s.e.xual fantasy shed ever had being eclipsed by the wonderful reality of these two guys taking charge.

He didnt pull out, keeping her on his c.o.c.k. Suck it easy, baby, he hoa.r.s.ely said. Get every last drop.

A lot of the time, Don said, still whispering in her ear, itll be one of us with a c.o.c.k up that sweet p.u.s.s.y of yours, or up your gorgeous a.s.s, while you have a c.o.c.k down your throat, filling you at both ends. And I think our good girl needs a new rule that she has to ask permission to wear clothes while in the house. What do you think?

She mumbled around Carls c.o.c.k. Yes, Sir.

Good girl, Don said. He swung his body behind hers, pressed against her, his hard c.o.c.k brushing against her bound hands. Feel my c.o.c.k, baby?

Yes, Sir, she mumbled.